Luyện nghe bài hát The Flesh

I am locked up inside a house of glass
the every look of ones who pass
moments of trade with those of void
of repose
repress worldly
I tell the difference between what's real and dream
is this the land of
the to our source?
is this the only key to all doors?
or has my once again fooled me?
will these signs I see next fail to me?
I can't the difference between what's real and dream
it's as if I awake from the sleep
and as if the road to seems less steep
these walls that have surrounded me
break and give way for a flow of
the I sought
and for which I paid
strides over my built barricades
the self I am
that was once
to the fullest
starts it's rise
rids the broken pieces of my past
it overcomes the
weight, I've lost at
now just space
new to me
the flash of light me to see
and my view touches horizons as
as the source of all I have ever dreamed